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There once was a man named Joe Walsh,
Who shared a video quite brash,
Of officials all kissing,
While Trump was reminiscing,
Such loyalty they did splash.

There once was a fair on the Mall,
But the lineup began to fall,
Trump-aligned and grand,
But now much less grand,
Shrinking fast, it had quite a sprawl.

There once was a drone from Russia,
It crashed with a loud thud in Galati,
In Romania it fell,
No one could foretell,
The damage it caused in the rush ya.

There once was a speller named Shrey
Who won at the Bee on that day
Against Ishaan Gupta
In a lightning-round hootah
He triumphed in a spectacular way.

There once was a rocket so grand
Blue Origin was the name of the band
But during a test
It made quite a mess
And exploded as it hit the sand

There once was a host in the night
Who found numbers that caused quite a fright
The president won’t be glad
For the stats that he had
It’s unlikely to end up quite right.

There once was a coach named Pochettino
Who spoke with AC Milan, just so you know
His agent had a chat
With the Italian club at that
A casual conversation, all aglow

There once was a tycoon named Tilman,
Who donated to GOP, man.
With hotels and casinos,
His wealth surely grows,
In politics, he’s a big fan.

There once was a query so sly,
About a possible typo nearby.
The question was poised,
But then it was noised,
That the error had flown right by.

There once was a Fox News host in a flurry
Reminded by social media in a hurry
Of his awkward romantic history
Causing him much misery
Now his past is public and blurry